I’ve probably sung this tune before, but one of the reasons I like living in this part of Japan is that we are surrounded by both mountains and ocean. I have always enjoyed the mountains, but I grew up on the water and would choose it hands-down if I had to choose. We got our first snow at the end of the week but the mountains have been snowcapped for a little while now, precluding any more bicycle rides or drives up the winding mountain roads until spring. As such, I pointed the car towards the beach when I got the urge to take some pictures this afternoon.
There was a pretty good swell and all kinds of dramatic winter light. The ocean here is much more photogenic in the winter than in the summer.
I’m ashamed to say that having come this far in life, earning a degree in literature along the way, I had until very recently (like last week) never read anything by Ernest Hemingway. How did that happen? But I’m ploughing my way through A Moveable Feast, and it’s time to spend some time doing that now before I call it a day. Good night.